The Appalachian Trail, which stretches some 2200 miles from Springer Mountain in Georgia to Mount Katahdin in Maine, contains some of the most remote wilderness left in this modern world. While there are towns and farms spaced out along the way, it’s not an adventure for someone who isn’t completely serious about the journey, as anything could happen out there. The Mount Katahdin area of Maine, where the trail ends if you hike north, has forests and streams surrounding its hill-strewn lowlands. It is an ideal place for hunters and campers alike to retreat from the mundane and worries of day to day life.

Stories and legends passed down from Native American tribes say the area surrounding Mount Katahdin is the dwelling place of huge, man-like giants they called “Bamoola”, which means wild men, and may very well be evidence of historical Sasquatch Sightings In Mount Katahdin. There are even tales of these “Bamoola” attacking villages. One such tale of an attack by the “Bamoola” happened in the 1800’s, when a trapper never returned after his trip out into the woods. A search party later found his body near a small brook; displaying wounds not concurrent with the known hostile wildlife of the area. He was crushed and broken; left there to die from his injuries. What could have caused this kind of trauma? As they searched the area, they discovered the trapper’s blood high up on a tree. The conclusion they came to was that something of super human strength had picked him up and beaten him against the tree. The only thing it could have been was a “Bamoola”.

Even into the 1900’s, people working in many of the logging camps in the area reported tales of strange wild men causing mischief in the forests around them. Consistently present in many of the terrifying reports were accounts of tree shaking, piercing howls, chest beating, tree knocking and the horror experienced whilst living those events. Another interesting characterist of the “Bamoola” is their propensity for rock and stick throwing. Many tales describe rocks or sticks bouncing off nearby objects; seemingly coming from nowhere out of the darkness.

A more recent encounter with the “Bamoola” occurred in 1970, when a group of hunters headed out into the surrounding wilderness of Mount Katahdin. The four men left camp intending to hunt deer and enjoy some late fall fishing but one of the group member’s plans quickly and unknowingly went awry when he haphazardly stumbled onto the trail of something other than a deer. The man reported finding piles of feces similar to a human, only much larger, and said he noticed a foul and musky odor permeating the air. After a while, he was startled by a loud and booming sound, which supposedly shook the ground beneath him. Paralyzed with fear, he gripped his hunting rifle with white knuckled vigor, before mustering the courage to flee back to camp.

The other men laughed at his tale but returned with him to the area of his encounter. They soon witnessed their own first hand accounts of the “Bamoola”, as a large rock came hurtling through the air; plowing up the ground close to where the men were standing when it landed. The group all decided that staying there would be foolish, so they packed up camp and returned home. No longer skeptical, the men agreed that whatever had thrown the rock, which reportedly weighed forty or fifty pounds, couldn’t have been a man. It was probably for that very reason that during their trip they didn’t see a single deer or moose in the area, as the “Bamoola” had scared everything away.

The Appalachian Trail, which stretches some 2200 miles from Springer Mountain in Georgia to Mount Katahdin in Maine, contains some of the most remote wilderness left in this modern world. While there are towns and farms spaced out along the way, it’s not an adventure for someone who isn’t completely serious about the journey, as anything could happen out there. The Mount Katahdin area of Maine, where the trail ends if you hike north, has forests and streams surrounding its hill-strewn lowlands. It is an ideal place for hunters and campers alike to retreat from the mundane and worries of…